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Edson Duarte

A Cacimba da ViúvaThe Widow's Well

Edson Duarte · Homem Sempre Menino Man Always a Boy (1988)

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Composer: Edson Duarte

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Full lyrics

Arrebentaram a pinguela da viuva

O finado Mané do Cacimbão

Água pra gente agora só da cuva

A cacimba não tem agua mais

O finado quando ainda vivia

Tudo bem era bom conservador

Era prego na pinguela todo dia

Dava água e nunca se incomodou.


Mas a Viúva achando desaforo

Uma falta de consideração

Já falou em fechar sua pinguela

Diz que em breve vai pôr tudo no chão

Botou pregos, arames e madeiras

No lugar que passava, pôs cancela

Nem que morra na vila, tudo seco

Ninguem mexe mais na pinguela dela


Na pinguela dela, na pinguela dela

Água lá nem de moringa

Passa na pinguela dela.

Translation

They broke the widow's footbridge

The late Mané do Cacimbão

Now we only get water from the cuva

The well has no more water

The deceased, when he was still alive

Everything was fine, he was a good caretaker

He hammered nails into the footbridge every day

He gave water and never bothered anyone.


But the Widow, finding it an outrage

A lack of consideration

Has already talked about closing her footbridge

Says she will soon put everything on the ground

She put nails, wires and wood

In the place where people passed, she put a gate

Even if everyone in the village dies of thirst

No one touches her footbridge anymore


On her footbridge, on her footbridge

Not even water in a clay pot there

Passes on her footbridge.


On her footbridge, on her footbridge

Not even water in a clay pot there

Passes on her footbridge.


On her footbridge, on her footbridge

Not even water in a clay pot there

Passes on her footbridge.

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